2003-03-03 & 7:00 p.m. : we got a lady pilot, not afraid to die.

Tales of brave (6:23:09 PM): how was school, darling.

ThreeRedFish (6:23:34 PM): i don't go on mondays

Tales of brave (6:23:44 PM): that. rules

Tales of brave (6:23:48 PM): i am exhausted from work

Tales of brave (6:23:56 PM): working, now that i remember how it goes, sucks

ThreeRedFish (6:23:56 PM): oh yeah!

ThreeRedFish (6:24:01 PM): today was your first day!

ThreeRedFish (6:24:03 PM): how did it go?

Tales of brave (6:24:16 PM): this morning, a homeless man nearly took my head off with his crutch, while he screamed at me, and smelled of pee.

ThreeRedFish (6:24:24 PM): whoah

ThreeRedFish (6:24:27 PM): that is scary

Tales of brave (6:24:38 PM): then, the bus driver let me go one stop too far from where i needed to go

Tales of brave (6:24:57 PM): and due to the insanely huge hill, i decided to wait for the next bus back in the right direction.

Tales of brave (6:25:02 PM): for a. single. stop.

Tales of brave (6:25:08 PM): then, i went to the wrong building.

Tales of brave (6:25:21 PM): and then, when i got to the right building, i sat in training all day.

Tales of brave (6:25:27 PM): did i mention, i had two hours of sleep?

Tales of brave (6:25:38 PM): because i had two hours (only) of sleep.

Tales of brave (6:25:41 PM): BUT!

Tales of brave (6:25:56 PM): the buses in this city have poetry in them. so it wasn't a bad day.